Chapter 529 Above the Posa (64) [VIP]
Wen Qi was probably mentally prepared for what Bai Jin was talking about.
When she rushed to the place where the drunk driving was detected, the woman in the red dress and Chen Lei, who was driving drunk, had both disappeared. They must have been taken away together in the police car.
Of the two people, the woman in the red dress was not driving under the influence of alcohol and was not speeding. At most, she was verbally criticized and educated by the traffic police for chasing Chen Lei's vehicle. The highlight was obviously on Chen Lei.
According to the current method of handling drunk driving, whether to convict and whether to file a case are differentiated in stages based on the alcohol content.
If the alcohol concentration is less than 80mg/100ml, only a fine and driver's license revoked will be imposed. If it is between 80-150mg/100ml, whether to file a case will be determined based on the circumstances. If it is greater than 150mg/100ml, a case will be filed. However, such a standard alcohol concentration cannot be determined by a simple breath test.
This requires a blood test.
Wen Qi was curled up in a booth in the bar, taking a sip of the wine she ordered to fit in with the group. She shrank her nose at the pungent smell of the liquid, and quickly reached out to take a few napkins from the tissue box on the table to cover her mouth, then quickly spat the spicy wine onto the napkins.
There was no boiled water on the bar table. The lingering spicy taste in her mouth made Wen Qi subconsciously look around. After finding that no one noticed what was happening here, she spat a few times in a low voice.
She had just returned from another world, and Scarao not only failed to answer her questions, but made her doubts even deeper.
Chen Lei is currently in the hands of the police and is probably on his way to the hospital for a blood test. After the blood test, he will definitely appear at the traffic police brigade.
Along the way, he was in very safe places such as hospitals, police stations, and police cars. Even if the woman in the red dress beside him suddenly attacked and killed someone, Chen Lei had the possibility of being sent to the hospital in time and escaping.
In this case, just the news on the Internet that he is a scumbag spreading throughout the local area can cause him to die tonight?
Wen Qi's face was filled with a thirst for knowledge, but her dear teacher leaned back and looked at her leisurely: "While waiting for the show to begin, you can pay more attention to the news online."
This means that I will not tell her my real goal, but let Wen Qi figure it out on her own.
Wen Qi silently put down the wine glass in her hand, threw the alcohol-stained napkin into the trash can, silently cursed in her heart who would like to drink this kind of thing, and then walked out of the bar calmly.
As the resident singer behind him sang slowly, Scario seemed to be still in front of him, holding his chin with his hand and looking at people lazily with half-squinted eyes.
"Most people can't control their emotions, and uncontrolled emotions will lead to uncontrolled actions," he half-closed his eyes, took his hand away from his chin, and used his thumb and index finger to indicate a small distance. "The Internet is a very interesting platform. It gives people who are communicating on it the illusion that they are not far away from each other."
On the Internet, people who have never met each other can communicate with each other like friends who have known each other for many years because of a common position or a common topic.
Chen Lei’s gossip is a hot topic, and the public’s stance is basically based on [condemning the scumbag].
In a period of public opinion that is completely in favor of one's side, people at a disadvantage often have the illusion that a large number of their companions are on their side, which gives them the impulse and courage to throw off the shackles and do things that they would never dare to do under normal circumstances.
There was something hidden in Scarao's words, and Wen Qi realized what he meant before she finished listening.
——Those ex-girlfriends and ex-boyfriends who committed suicide because of Chen Lei.
Perhaps because of coercion or inducement, their relatives chose to keep the news to themselves, turning it into a secret that could never be told.
Once one of them thinks that the current public opinion is in his or her favor, and takes advantage of various emotions to break the news, then more people will come forward and talk about their experiences after seeing that someone has had the same experience as themselves.
Wen Qi opened WeChat and began to search various local group chats one by one. She walked out of the bar street and prepared to pretend to pass by the traffic police who were checking for drunk driving a few times to see if she could tell which team they were from.
Just as she was flipping through the group chat history on her phone and walking into a deserted road, a voice suddenly rang out from behind her: "I've seen this person before."
"Who?!" Wen Qi was so frightened that she paused for a few seconds and turned around quickly subconsciously.
There are obviously not many people on this fork in the road...
She scanned the area horizontally, and before she could look down, she heard the voice again: "Here."
Wen Qi lowered her head, her face surprised: "Little ghost?"
What appeared in front of her was a baby who looked like it was impossible for him to be here.
It seems almost impossible for a baby who is only a few days old to be able to walk, and for a baby to be able to walk and even talk... that is a fantasy.
To sum up, Wen Qi only knows one such "baby", and that is a little ghost who may be older than her.
"Why...are you here?" Wen Qi frowned, "Are you following me?"
The little ghost cannot see the sun. He disappeared after the sun rose this morning. The paper man carrying him also turned into ashes. If he hadn't suddenly appeared here now, Wen Qi would have almost forgotten about him.
Clearly less than a day had passed, but so many things happened in that day that it seemed as if many days had passed.
Receiving her surprised expression, Xiao Gui did not explain, but raised his head and looked at Wen Qi: "Are you going to talk to me like this?"
Wen Qi: ...
The child is too short, and her neck feels a little tired when she lowers her head to talk.
"Then I'll squat down..." When she was halfway down, she saw a pool of vomit of an ugly color not far from her.
There were drunk people everywhere around the bar street, and vomit could be seen everywhere on the side roads that were not the main roads.
She was about to squat down to talk to the kid, but suddenly her movement stopped stiffly in mid-air.
"Let's talk somewhere else?" She twitched her lips, slowly covered her nose, and leaped forward several steps as if escaping.
"You're walking too fast," the kid said in a calm voice, "I can't keep up."
"Can't you fly? Are you a ghost?" Wen Qi was puzzled.
"I used to be able to do it, but now that no one has been worshipping me for several years, I can't do it anymore," the little ghost raised his arms, "Hug."
Wen Qi: "...Is it a bit like I'm mentally ill if I go out holding a ball of air?"
"This is Bar Street," the kid pointed to a man not far away who was holding a trash can and trying to marry wet trash, "Compared to them, you're pretty normal."
Wen Qi was convinced.
She silently crossed the kid's arms and lifted him up from the ground.
Although it is said to be "lifted", the little ghost actually has no weight. He is very light, and lifting him is like lifting a ball of air.
Wen Qi stiffly imitated the way they hold babies in TV dramas, lying him flat on his back and holding him in her arms. Before she could comment on this action of holding a ball of air, she heard the little ghost's voice: "I'm not a real child."
"Then how do you want me to hold you?" Wen Qi looked down at him and felt it was inexplicably funny to see such a mature voice coming out of a baby's face.
"Put me on your shoulders," the imp commanded, "that's it, I'll grab the top of your head myself, okay."
Wen Qi took a few steps forward with stiff limbs. Although she didn't feel anything on her shoulders or the top of her head, it still felt strange to see a baby when she turned around.
She walked for a while and got familiar with the feeling before continuing with the previous question: "Why are you here?"
"I came out when the sun went down," the little ghost answered very concisely, and even predicted Wen Qi's next question in advance, "You are the only person in the world who can see ghosts, so of course I have to come to find you."
Humans are social animals, even for kids who have lived in two separate worlds since childhood and have never experienced normal life. For social animals, it is almost unbearable to be unable to communicate with others for a long time.
Wen Qi is special enough. She is the only person these ghosts can communicate with, so you can imagine how attractive she is to them.
"What do you want from me?" Wen Qi blurted out the second question a step slower, and quickly added, "Aren't you going to reincarnate?"
It was true that her original plan was to recruit the little ghost into the group, but his soul is complete now, so why doesn’t he reincarnate?
"I can't vote, and I don't know why." The little ghost's voice was as calm as ever, but with a hint of helplessness. "Maybe there's something wrong that I haven't discovered."
"So you came here specifically to find me?" Wen Qi asked as they walked, "How did you find me?"
"Following your scent," the little ghost described it abstractly, "You have the smell of... a dead person moving."
Wen Qi paused.
The smell of death...
She was indeed a dead person. The one who appeared in the world of the living now was the secretary who had died long ago, and the real living Wen Qi had changed her name to Wen Qi and was left in the underworld.
Could it be that the little ghost smelled the scent of the secretary?
She frowned, trying to figure out what was happening to her, but just as she was about to continue asking questions, the sound of a traffic police checking for drunk driving suddenly appeared in her field of vision.
Wen Qi's thoughts were suddenly pulled back to Chen Lei.
Once her mind returned here, the first sentence the little ghost said to catch her attention was particularly eye-catching.
"I have seen this person before."
"You just said you've seen this person?" She subconsciously pushed the air on her shoulders and clicked on Chen Lei's video. "Is this the one?"
"It's him," Xiao Gui lowered his head and looked at Chen Lei on the screen, "I've seen him many times...it may not be him."
"The person I met was very similar to him... but much older," the kid thought for a moment, "His elder?"
"It might be Chen Lei's father," Wen Qi guessed, "Why have you met Chen Lei's father?"
Chen Lei and Lin Jianyu are too distantly related, how could Lin Jianyu's kid have met him?
"Oh, it's just the same thing," the kid said as usual, "Business competition requires me to kill someone, and that person who looks like him is just a go-between to provide information."
"There's a word...what's it called?" He frowned and thought for a moment, "agent."
The little ghost's frowning brows relaxed, while Wen Qi's brows were furrowed.
Could it be that the meaning behind Xiao Gui's words is... In the history of Lin Jianyu's rise to wealth, Xiao Gui did a lot of dirty work for him, and the intermediary who provided Lin Jianyu with this information was Chen Lei's father.
This could explain why, despite the complicated relationship between relatives, Lin Jianyu would still take care of Chen Lei's family.
It’s not because of the relationship at all, but because Chen Lei’s father was the intermediary who provided him with information.
Now, as news of Lin Jianyu's death spreads and the police intervene, Chen Lei's video is circulated again, causing public opinion. I'm afraid Chen Lei's family... really can't stand the investigation.
The author has something to say:
The relationship map between Chen Lei's family and Lin Jianyu was posted on Weibo. It seems that Chen Lei's father is the younger brother of the wife of Lin Jianyu's wife's elder brother ()
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